Mo Wei was born on the first day of Sanjiu, and it was so cold that he would turn into ice if he spit on the ground.

Mo Wei's grandfather gave him the avant-garde name "Sanjiu" in a moment of excitement, and his father Mo Zhen (who caught the earthquake in the year he was born) was a simple man, so he did not hesitate to register him.

Fortunately, the household registration policeman was a kind young man, and he felt that the name Sanjiu was too casual, just like a joke, afraid that the child would complain about him when he showed his ID card in the future. Therefore, he put forward a reasonable suggestion, suggesting that Comrade Mo Zhen should use "Sanjiu" as the child's nickname, and give the child a fashionable name at that time in the household registration book, such as Wei, Qiang, Gang, and other more commonly used words.

After being sensible, whenever Mo Wei was called by his name, he really had no mood to complain about the comrade who changed his name.

Mo Wei's city is a very small city. When introducing my hometown to friends from other places, I had to prompt, "During the Three Kingdoms, Sima Yi conquered Liaodong and fought Gongsun Yuan, have you heard of it?" ”

"Well, I've watched the TV series"

"Gongsun Yuan is stationed in us."

"Oh~".

"Xue Rengui conquered the east, the army conquered Goguryeo, and the city of Liaodong, have you heard of it?!"

"Well, I've heard the storytelling."

"Liaodong City, that's us."

"Oh ~ ancient city!".

The old city, the old town! In this kind of ancient town, there are no monuments that can attract tourists to invigorate the economy, nor are there any humanistic stories or intangible cultural heritage, and some are just broken walls on a certain hill, ancient tombs and temples.

Although Mo Wei's parents both work in the city, his grandparents are in the countryside more than ten kilometers away from the city.

His grandparents spoiled him, he didn't read if he didn't want to read, and he didn't write if he didn't want to do his homework. The old man's idea is very simple, as long as the child is healthy, as for the score ranking of the unexam, he will not be able to go to key high schools and universities in the future, it is too far away, and it is not in the scope of their consideration.

People can't live no matter what!

During the winter vacation when Mo Wei was eight years old, his parents didn't plan to let him go back to the countryside, which was too cold. But his parents couldn't take care of him when they went to work every day, and they didn't worry about leaving him alone at home, so they had no choice but to send him back to his grandmother's house in the countryside.

The village where my grandmother's house is located is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the scenery in spring and summer is beautiful. In winter, the river is frozen, and children can skate on it and play spinning tops. The river, which should be very lively, is particularly deserted today, and only Mo Wei is playing alone.

Ice cars need to be competitive, and skating alone can be boring. Mo Wei took out the spinning top that his grandfather made for him, put it on the ice, and smoked it in failure.

"Why are you so stupid!"

"You're stupid!" Mo Wei's reflexive return.

"Cut, you go away and I'll come."

Wearing a dark gray cotton coat and wearing a dark gray hat, the child snatched the whip in Mo Wei's hand casually, Mo Wei was stunned, and saw that the child was domineering with the whip and rolled up on the top, and the whip drove the top, but unfortunately the top did not rotate as expected, and it was about to fall after a few turns.

"Cut~ It's not as good as me! Who are you?! ”

"My name is Fu Ling, what's your name? Let's play together, I don't dislike you. ”

"I still hate you!"

"You dislike me too?!" The kid asked, a little aggrieved.

"No, no, let's play together!"

This child Mo Wei has never seen it, the village is not big, although the people in the village may not know each other, most of them are familiar.

"Where are you from?"

"I'm from Suolong Temple."

"You're a monk?!"

"You are a monk, whoever says that you live in the temple is a monk, there are no monks in the temple, there are bhikshunis in the temple."

Mo Wei didn't know much about these and couldn't theorize. The two of them were really not good at spinning tops, and when they were speechless, the child looked at the ice car and said to Mo Wei, "Let's play the ice car!" You pull me. ”

"Why!" Mo Wei shouted loudly.

The child didn't speak, just looked up at Mo Wei, and that look made Mo Wei immediately soften his heart and stop talking. The child sat on the ice cart and stretched out his hand to Mo Wei, who took her hand helplessly and walked forward step by step.

"Hurry up, hurry up," the child urged.

The two children are still young, but after a while, the two are not in a stalemate, talking and laughing.

"Sanjiu" With a shout from his grandfather, Mo Wei looked up and saw that his grandfather was walking towards them from the riverbank.

"Xiao Fu is also here, it's time for Sanjiu to go back to eat, Xiao Fu should also go to the house to eat, Sanjiu's sauerkraut stuffed dumplings with milk, I'll send you back to the temple after eating"

"Don't bother, it's getting dark, I should go back too" After saying that, the boy waved his hand and turned around and left.

Mo Wei was very strange, how did his grandfather know the children he hadn't seen.

"Why are you standing stupidly, go home and eat dumplings!" Grandpa picked up the ice car and pulled Mo Wei home.

Back home, while eating sauerkraut stuffed dumplings, Mo Wei had a gossipy heart and inquired about his new playmate "Fu Ling". All middle-aged and elderly women have a kind gossip heart, and grandma really knows Fu Ling.

When the grandmother said that the child was "that little girl", Mo Wei was a little stupid, because he really didn't see that the child he was playing with was a "little girl".

Speaking of the child is also hard, born never cried or fuss, originally her family thought that the child was well-behaved and very happy, but the child was more than a year old and did not speak, it is a problem.

The hospital has seen it and has not checked out any problems, and the old people in the village are always willing to let the "Great Immortal" take a look.

When the little girl's grandmother carried the little girl into the door of "Daxian", Daxian was nervous. Daxian told Fu Ling's grandmother that Fu Ling was not an ordinary child, and their family could not raise it, so it was better to send it to the temple.

Who is willing to send her own children to the temple to endure hardship, her grandmother begged Daxian for guidance, but Daxian only said that their family could not raise it, and she refused to say anything else.

Of course Daxian will not say, she and Ben can't see the child's past and present life, she only sees a little blood-colored light in a cloud of white mist, and now the child looks Muna because the light is surrounded, as for whether the light is evil, good or evil after it is ignited, it is not her Taoism that can be seen.

Daxian has been out of the horse for many years, and he is smooth sailing, so he naturally understands the truth that if he says more, he will lose it, and if he sees through it but does not say it, it will seem unfathomable. As for whether you can see through it or not, who knows!

Not long after Fu Ling's family was anxious, the abbot of Suolong Temple, Mrs. Jinghui, came to her door. Strange to say, Fu Ling, who was always expressionless, smiled when he saw Master Jinghui.

The family was reluctant, but Fu Ling was bent on going with Shitai, and the first thing that came out of his mouth was "I'm going back". The family saw that they couldn't stop it, and cried as they watched the child leave with his wife.

A few years ago, Fu Ling's parents had to send some food and clothing to Fu Ling during the New Year's holidays, but Fu Ling was always light, and after a long time, her parents were also weak to her.